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I miss my Mom

It’s been 40 years since Mom died, in 1972, I believe. But I never really missed her before, I must confess. Her life was a mess, and I was so young — what could I do but drop by and wrestle with the four Koby kids (from her second marriage)?

Then I went looking for a picture of my Polish grandparents, my father’s kin, because a nephew put up a Facebook page to try gathering all their descendants, and came across quite a few shots of Wini, both before and after marriage.

I think I’ll let her pictures speak for themselves — they’re on Facebook, except for this one, probably taken in Milwaukee. Miss you Mom, you’re looking great.